She opened a draw and rummaged around in the lingerie; Michele was no expert on women’s fashion but she had been wearing lingerie long enough to kno... how to coordinate her wardrobe.She stepped into a white lace suspender belt and slid on a pair of white stockings and clipped the claps to the welts. The feel of the cool gossamer on her legs excited her a little; she extended each leg and smoothed out her stockings and straightened the seams; her red painted toe-nails looked quite appealing. Her eyes rose from her unblemished skin. Even the old scars and welts were gone as if they’d never been there. ‘What did you do?’ she asked, amazed at the absolutely freeing way it felt to be without the pain her father enjoyed inflicting. ‘I took away your pain so that you might better understand my magick,’ Switch said with a bow that had his long golden hair sweeping over the wide-bladed grass. ‘As for your other wish, to become like those who live their lives under the sea, you must be. She said he is so selfish and never think of her feelings at all. I asked her what her problem is but she dint reply for anything. She wanted to use my computer and that time the mouse was not working properly. She wanted me to fix the problem. I stood behind the chair and operating the computer. She was perfumed well and I could not control myself. I touched her hand she was little reluctant and moved off her hand. Then I gained courage once again and held her hands she dint do anything this. It was Erin and she needed my help."I need you to come get me now!" This was about all that she would or could say, but she sounded hurt ... badly.I drove like a man possessed and ran every stop sign and red light on the way and got to her house in less than ten minutes. I began to ring the doorbell and just about broke the door beating on it. In a few minutes Erin shuffled slowly to answer the door, and I barely recognized her. She had been beaten all over and her face and arms were a solid.